At this time, I remembered to ask this, is it a little ......

Zi'er glanced at Xuanmo, and put the used tools in the basin casually, the clear water had already been stained red with blood, so it was not too early to send it to the doctor.

But fortunately, Lord Night King helped Han Xiaoxi stop the pain and bleeding first after all, and with such intense exercise, only a few drops of blood oozed out.

It's okay to take care of it.

"The injury is not serious, but it needs to be taken care of. ”

As soon as Zi'er's words fell, Han Xiaoxi woke up slowly, and as soon as his eyes narrowed a small slit, he shouted hesitantly.

"Hungry ......"

Xuanmo is cheap and obedient, the indifference just now no longer exists, in front of Han Xiaoxi, after all, he showed an unknown gentle side.

"Are you hungry? What do you want to eat? I'll go to the world and buy it for you. ”

"No, I'm going to eat the egg custard you made......"

Han Xiaoxi thought about it in pieces, and his expression was quite coquettish, and then he buried his little face in the quilt and continued to mumble.

"Just eat egg custard. ”

"Is it okay to change to a different one?"

Xuan Mo had just woken up, and his body was also very tired, and he had not fully recovered, so he was about to be carried by Han Xiaoxi to cook, and he was also a little difficult.

His soft tone seemed to be able to wring out water, and the coldness in his dark eyes disappeared, only the soft tone seemed to be like a spring breeze.

"No......"

She was buried in the quilt, but her mouth still had a basic function, calling again and again.

Shengsheng also grinded the Night King to the point that he couldn't do anything, turned around and went out, and really went to the kitchen to cook it for her.

Seed smiled with a muffled mouth, and couldn't hide the smile with the sleeves of his coat.

Looking at it this way, only Han Xiaoxi can make the Night King so "obedient".

"Is he gone?"

Han Xiaoxi took advantage of Xuanmo to go out, struggling and trying to sit up.

Just now Zi'er changed the medicine for Han Xiaoxi, and Xuan Mo's pain-relieving effect naturally became ineffective, so he got up recklessly, but he pulled the wound alive.

"Oops......"

made her too confident, she was not lightly injured, and she dared to move so much.

"Oh what, you lie down, what do you want to do?

Zi'er asked angrily, he was too busy to eat, but now he can be regarded as feeding the dog food a little supportively, and he doesn't even want to eat.

turned to look at the medicine furnace in the outhouse and asked Han Xiaoxi.

"You can rest for a long time, didn't you deliberately support the Night King, and what kind of moth do you want to be?"

Zi'er's words are not false at all, Han Xiaoxi obviously has other calculations in his heart, otherwise he can be in such a hurry to take the Night King away.

"I ...... The mountain spirit grass is still there at dusk. When Dusk sent the Mountain Spirit Grass here, the additional condition was not to let the Mountain Spirit Grass find him. said that what he was most afraid of was the mountain spirit grass, but now you look at ......"

Han Xiaoxi is really a good woman with affection and righteousness, she was injured like this and got up frequently, and had to cover her wound and lie down in pain, that fearless expression was really a little ......

"Okay, where can you go now?Besides, if you really want to help the Dusk Divine Beast, you can just let the Night King go, why do you have to break up the Night King, and you can run by yourself?"

Zi'er picked up the fan in his hand, and fanned it for a while, the casual appearance was leisurely, after all, no one can compare to the happiness of eating melons.

"Tsk, is the Night King something I can drive if I want to? According to his character, I'm afraid that I haven't finished saying this, so I will directly let the Night King correct the Fa on the spot. Look at me...... The aches and pains ......"

Han Xiaoxi honestly lay on the couch on his back, as if he had accepted his fate, looking at the beams of the house, his eyes were empty, knowing that he couldn't help the twilight beast, so he could only rely on the twilight to ask for more blessings on his own.

After all......

Mythical beasts will eventually die.

Early death and late death are deaths.

She comforted herself so in her heart, no, comforted the twilight that was about to face a tragic life, no, a tragic beast.

"Forget it, it's not my business anyway, let him go......"

Han Xiaoxi sighed, but he didn't notice that the seeds were about to laugh from ear to ear. This turned his head and used his afterglow to see the seeds that had been covering his face with a fan.

"What are you laughing at......"

Han Xiaoxi turned his head to look at Zi'er carefully, and saw that Zi'er directly used the wide pu fan to cover all his face, and then snickered.

"Nothing, nothing, just a little bit of color......"

Zi'er put down the pu fan in his hand and pretended to be serious, but in a few seconds, he broke the gong directly, and could only open his mouth and ask again.

I can't hold back the words in my heart.

"You two, you are really right in that dark place...... Just ......"

Zi'er's meaningful sentence made people think about it, and Han Xiaoxi's face suddenly turned red, she could be regarded as understanding what Zi'er meant!

It turned out that he hadn't noticed it at all just now, so he just said that he had leaked his mouth.

"I didn't ...... No, what, how is it possible?"

Han Xiaoxi said, the expression of disregard, as if it was a bit of a broken jar, completely ignoring his own image, he could only try to cover it up.

"That's good. ”

Zi'er used the fan to fan the fire again, and the wind gave birth to the flame, which became more and more enthusiastic, just like the drum in Han Xiaoxi's heart, which was about to be broken by himself.

"It's good, what's good......"

Han Xiaoxi has no meaning of three hundred taels of silver here, but let the seed see it clearly.

In addition, this seed can now be regarded as a friend of Han Xiaoxi in trouble, and he is also in the mood and plans to make a joke about Han Xiaoxi.

"It's good, you say no, that's no, you get up now, I'll see, you get up, even if you're right. ”

Zi'er's words were quite provocative, which made Han Xiaoxi suddenly bloody, and he really supported his body and tried to get up.

But before she was halfway there, the soreness of her arms and neck had already made her cry out and lie back down.

"What's the matter, this wound is obviously next to the ribs, why has this wound developed to the arm, or the neck? Even your face is red, doesn't Qi Yamo have this kind of strength, and he can directly beat you to this extent?"

The seeds are clearly which pot is not opened and which pot is not mentioned, and his heart is like a mirror, and he keeps teasing.

"I ...... I...... You win. Don't tell anyone about it...... Otherwise, I ...... face."

How can Han Xiaoxi have any face now?!

That's all that the seed knows.

"Okay, well, if I don't say it, then you have to treat me well, otherwise, I'll say it all, anyway, the Night King is very proud of this matter." ”

Seed hid her face and smiled, and then fanned the fire lightly with the fan.

Finally, the medicinal juice was boiled, and it had to be sent to Huo Jing.

"Okay, you can rest first, I'll go see Huojing first. ”

As soon as Zi'er said this, it could be regarded as making the shy Han Xiaoxi find her brain nerves, and she hurriedly asked.

"Huo Jing? Huo Jing is also injured? That's right, compared to Qi Ya, she probably just held on to give me time to delay. ”

Han Xiaoxi understood, and he knew Huo Jing's ability level clearly.

So the result is also conceivable.

"You can handle these ......"

Zi'er glanced at Han Xiaoxi, waved her hand to comfort her, and then went out with the medicine.

Han Xiaoxi took advantage of this time to forcibly get up, and just took a step down from the bed, he saw the Night King appear at the door at the speed of light, holding a bowl of steaming egg custard in his hand.

The egg custard that is white and tender, as if it can be pinched out of water, is steamed just right, and it exudes an incomparably delicious aroma, tempting Han Xiaoxi's taste buds.

"You...... Doesn't it hurt?"

Xuan Mo gently put the bowl down, making a clicking sound, and he turned to ask Han Xiaoxi with concern.

There was a hint of interrogation in that expression, which made Han Xiaoxi feel very unnatural from head to toe, and for some reason even his tongue was a little knotted.

"No, no, it doesn't hurt. ”

Han Xiaoxi sat back on the bed, covering the wound on his waist again, thinking in his heart how he could let the Night King just bump into him every time he did something bad.

This time is really every second, I feel that the tacit understanding between the two people is reflected at this moment, how can I feel that there is no tacit understanding on weekdays.

"You still say it doesn't hurt, what kind of expression is your expression twisted......"

Xuan Mo hurriedly stepped forward to comfort her, and used his big palm with cold spiritual power to help her relieve her labor pain, and of course she soon got better.

Xuan Mo is not such a foolish person, at a glance, he knew that Han Xiaoxi was preoccupied, and the magnetic voice sounded from Han Xiaoxi's side again.

"What the hell are you trying to hide from me?"

Lord Night King's keen perception is really more spiritual than a dog, Han Xiaoxi still has to practice more, when she can have half of Lord Night King's control, she may be content.

"I ...... But I just want to see you and see if the egg custard is ......."

Han Xiaoxi looked at Lord Night King nervously, and involuntarily swallowed a mouthful of saliva, it was this mouthful of saliva that betrayed Han Xiaoxi.

"What are you nervous about?" Xuan Mo raised his little face and raised the angle slightly, which made Han Xiaoxi even more nervous, "When you are nervous, you will have these small movements, but when I can't see it." ”

The Night King's eyes are so good, isn't it......

The observation is always so nuanced.

"I ...... I'm not nervous, really. ”

What is Han Xiaoxi called, this is called not admitting herself, seeing that there was a faint tremor in the voice, she felt that the voice was about to die from her throat, and she was still stubborn, she had to say that she was not nervous.

Isn't this a fox's tail showing steadily......